I fell deep into the hole in my soul
and darkness surrounded me,
permeated me,
engulfed me
I thought no light
I had no sight
It just was not right
for me to die
so I decided to try
to live again
even without any Peace
though I thought it elusive
and to certain exclusive
I continued to search in my sleep
until I gently woke up
and continued to look
for a Light that I knew to be within me
The center of my soul
that no other could control
but the One who created me
and then I asked Spirit
if I could just get near it
my only goal,
to find Peace without killing me
Twenty-four years had passed
before I was brought to the Vast-
The vastness of space and eternity
I was a body no more
complete connection I could explore
in total freedom
and intimate reality
I had been there before,
only this time I could clearly see
That All Light came from within me
It was not darkness engulfing
It was pinholes of light
all around me
what I thought was a pit
was certainly not it
but my Oneness with all in serenity
I had to return
with so much to learn
about Light
in The Pit
of Tranquility

I would love to read comments about what you think this poem means to you. -Jayanne

We spent the weekend at Absolution Ranch
for some good ‘ol Western livin’
You don’t need a priest nor penance
to know that you are forgiven… 

Down in the Colorado Paradox Valley
Where God’s greatest gifts are displayed
with incredible views and tranquil gardens
a perfect combination of sunshine and shade

Though the property is fenced for horses
we blazed our own two legged trail
the ranch rambles on past its homestead
where even more breath taking scenes prevail 

Of course we went to the Bedrock Store
the last stop for “Thelma and Louise”
a place to purchase gas, sundries and such
or merely to go and shoot the breeze

We brought the dogs to the Delores river
a place where folks put in their rafts
Buddy and Sam chased sticks in the current
while Frodo Baggins gave us all a few laughs

While enjoying the scenery from the front porch
we listened to classic old western tunes
we had truly reached Absolution
in a couple of glorious ranch afternoons

and at night I stepped out the back door
to take a look up into the sky
I gasped at so many stars up above
and the coyotes voiced their reply

A quick climbing drive up to Buckeye Reservoir
Before making the journey back home
We are blessed to have seen such a place
where the ancestors and animals roam

If you would like to make your getaway to the Absolution Ranch
contact Tina Early at 435-640-5117 or e-mail tearly@allwest.net

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My favorite prayer is “Help”
I often ask more specifically
with “Help me to see this differently”
and then I am reminded
about where I was amiss
Surely instead of conflict
I can see Peace instead of this…

For the one who likes to argue…

Do not cloud our light
with your need to be right
just an ego retreat
For there is no defeat
nothing to lose or to win
only error and not sin
Again we will choose
and we will not refuse
to see Peace over illusion
I forgive this intrusion
and recognize that we are One
what is Whole can not be undone

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What shall I post this week my love?
-How about an ode to Spring?
It’s all that I can think of
while the snow continues melting-
Ahh, spring a wonderful topic
the winter so quickly passed
though we are not yet tropic
with plenty of snow amassed
The days are lighter longer
and grasses are turning green
the streams are growing stonger
as we shift from winter’s scene
Yet springtime this year seems somewhat strange
Are April thoughts in March due to climate change?

 

In the light of my willingness
past hurts are difficult to recall
and in the Spirit of Forgiveness
the pain never occurred at all

Just twists of my perception
reactions to the guilt I feel
a memory of separation
that I once believed was real

I am willing now to look upon
all the darkened spots within my soul
for the shining Love of the release
from an imagined error as my goal

I seek now to see the Truth
instead of this, and this, and this-
I know there is no suffering
when I can recognize, God Is.

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Garden of My Heart

Eyes close
world disappears.
I cross the threshold
into the garden of my heart.

The sweet perfume
beckons me to stay awhile
in the silent still fragrance
to relax in the gentle sway
of the universe.

I can rest here
bask in womb-like warmth
dance among the flowers
hear angels sing

be loved
be loving
be love
be

Sue Borg
October 2001

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This world that is illusion
can not dictate how I feel
yet sometimes I’m in confusion
as to what is actually real

Nothing can define me
not my gender, race or name
yet others must remind me
that all this is just a game

So I watch my emotions tumble
through the perception clouding Vision
and as my brain does rumble
I come to a decision…

Each moment is up to me
for I am given a choice
of whether or not to be happy
and listen to the still quiet voice

The one so gently speaking
reminding me of who I am
the answer that I am seeking
is within my own Master Plan

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I just learned that my friend Kim writes poetry, and she agreed to share this poem about her cats…

They were my companions who died and I felt their sudden flight
One night my friend and I took a stroll
right up the street we call skid row
up the road I saw an angelic light
I said “Oh, Nora, what a beautiful sight!”
Them angels I do see, Miko, Panther, watching over me

Sometimes I wonder with all my might, what I shall see tonight
In my dreams I see two cats, whoa gotta watch my back
One night I took a midnight stroll, with the monlight back in tow
An angelic light I do see, Miko, Panther watching over me

In my humble ways should appear, it’s a beautiful sight and I have no fear
as I walk the streets near my home, with them up above I’m never alone
Gray Wolfee is now free, Him, Miko, Panther watching over me
What a sight this night, I knew when I saw the light
So many times we spent together, I know Graywolf will be with me forever and ever
That’s the way the angelic lights are to be, Miko, Panther, Graywolf watching over me

As the angels up above that I do see, Miko, Panther, Graywolf watching over me
Kim 2006, 2008

Thanks Kim for sharing your poetry!

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Less than a century ago
Many women fought for me
giving us all the right to vote
not simply a page in history

It was an essential decision
to give all women a voice
in how we are represented
those women earned our choice

Now I fear there is confusion
with the nomination from a candidate
who has chosen according to gender
is this how to pick a running mate?

He claims it is her politics
the maverick way she thinks
I feel it is for her likability
and the way she looks and winks

Is that why we earned this right?
to have one of us on display?
The attention shifted from issues
and the things we do and say

My vote is not based on gender
on color or ethnicity
but on the record of the candidate
and their plans for future policy

In this way I honor those women
for giving me the right to choose
I am privileged to have a voice
A woman’s right I can not lose

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With her permission, I give you the following poem written by my cousin, Andrea Zazzarino…

Calm…
  Like the ocean
  The waves meeting the shore.
  The clouds in the sky.
  What can we find?
  A cross…
  A heart…
  A bird in flight…
  What is it we see?
  Anything we imagine.
  The rain comes. A rainbow appears.
  God’s promise to us.
  He is with us on our journey.
  Picking us up when we stumble.
  We are humbled by his presence.
  Give thanks for the beauty of
  today and every day.

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